One of three dolls in traditional Mexican dress, or what one assumes is traditional Mexican garb. A souvenir from our family vacation/father’s business trip to Mexico City, a trip that gave us a decidedly skewed vision of the country, as we stayed in a high-end Japanese hotel and spent most of our time eating Teppanyaki and swimming, although one day we did venture out to climb some pyramids [SEE ALSO: Condescending Travel Journal]. This doll (and its yet-to-be unearthed counterparts), which we all find quite creepy, was a gift from the family of our father’s business colleagues, who had us over one evening for tortillas and and Spanish lessons (the latter did not stick).

Dollar value: A couple hundred pesos, maybe?

Nostalgic value: Limited. We’ve always found such dolls creepy and we have better souvenirs from Mexico.

Disposal status: Giveaway box.